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A b**ch and her best friend
Go to the club, party every weekend
Get in for free cause she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
Popping, popping, popping tags, always with a shopping bag
She go to clock Atlanta but she always hop in class
All-star weekend, she be where the lobby is
Looking for that slap stick, all she need is hockey pass
She just be scrambling, looking I did be clean
Tossing that box like shifting and handling
She be going, yeah, she be doing anything
Natural, stage jumpin off, she a trampoline
Straight, straight boinking this b**ch
I'm 'bout my head, flip up coin in this b**ch
She brought her overnight bag and his fendy
She wanted Benihanas but she settled for some Dimmie Ginnie
A b**ch and her best friend
Go to the club, party every weekend
Get in for free cause she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
Red bottom a** heals on, head laid – it's fly sh*t
Twerk something I'm rich stupid, don't touch nothing, that's my sh*t
Now that's cute, same out, different color, same swag
She jumping up when she leave the club, body spray in her Gucci bag
Ho going asshole, you and your main b**ch front row
I was lined up outside, wanna shake that a** on my show
Let me tell you something you don't know
My neck and wrist trap gold
My a** fitted in Levy, I swag so rodeo
It's b**ches in the building and it's b**ches on the couch
She tidy up her best friend, boy she leave that house
She got her best friend, it's a freak b**ch
A freak b**ch, tickets to my concerts on her wishlist
A b**ch and her best friend
Go to the club, party every weekend
Get in for free cause she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
B.Y.O.B, bring your own b**ch
She don't sleep, she smoke trees
No boyfriend, got cold feet
Low key, she's so sweet
Just lonely, but so freaky
Acting wild like ho please
Fly route, I go deep
She don't creep, I f**k hoes
She cool with that, she love those
It's funk so her gusto
If not so she one of those
Til it's come close, gotta love Jones
What's under your clothes, I wanna know
Her a** huge, her back screwed up
With a bunch of bad tattoos
To me she makes an exception,
But she usually f**k black dudes (yes)
My cashews all in her mouth
In the club, more than her house
Come through, she might hit the loud
Go animal like in and out
Threesome, I need some
My hoes is European, Norwegian,
Puerto Rican, even some vegan
A b**ch and her best friend
Go to the club, party every weekend
Get in for free cause she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah